A few of the asters are in bloom. 
I tried to get closer to this lovely butterfly but she flew off when I tried. 
What the tub of strawberry plants looks like today, 082221.
A poem from childhood that the asters reminded me of:
Tao Talk
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
Tao Talk 
Love your garden, Lisa. Gorgeous stand of sunflowers! They do tower over you like sunny sentinels.
pax,
dora
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Thank you, Dora!
towering over
me like sunny sentinels
i’m safe in their bright
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as one seeking solace finds
golden cheer on slender stalks
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<3
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Lovely pictures of your garden. The poem is fantastic.
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Thank you, Sadje. It may have been the first poem I ever read, and I never forgot it.
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You’re welcome! I read it today for the first time.
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Loved the glimpse into your garden. Beautiful pics. That poem is fitting
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Thank you very much.
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You are welcome ❤🤗😊
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I love sunflowers…it’s like they are staring back at you…in a good way.
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Yes! Good way of putting it.
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that poem and the sunflowers are cool! :-)
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Thanks!
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